Hands Up In The Air Quotes

#1. There's no really rosy scenario ahead, where climate change just doesn't happen, but I believe we don't have the ethical right to throw our hands up in the air and say, 'Game over.' Whatever pathway we choose, our descendants will be dealing with that reality for centuries to come.

Alex Steffen

#2. If you're sexy and you know it put your hands up in the air. Put your hands up in the air, girl, put your hands up.

Chris Brown

#3. Sometimes people come to my shows and think I'm a Christian artist, and they put their hands up in the air, like they do. But first of all, I'm a Jewish girl from the Valley, and I'm from Los Angeles. It's funny to be misinterpreted.

Jenny Lewis

#4. Lyndon Johnson knew how to make the most of such enthusiasm and how to play on it and intensify it. He wanted his audience to become involved. He wanted their hands up in the air. And having been a schoolteacher he knew how to get their hands up. He began, in his speeches, to ask questions.

Robert A. Caro

#5. Throw your hands up in the air and celebrate life.

Steven Tyler

#6. I'm kind of over getting told to throw my hands up in the air,
So there.

Lorde

#7. I could be really sad and I start to cry; I feel alive then. I could be at a concert and I throw my hands up in the air and I feel elation; I feel alive then.

Michael Franti

#8. Sometimes you just need to give in to the yuckiness of the day, throw your psychic hands up in the air and trust that tomorrow will be an improvement.

Amy Shearn

#9. Betsy waved her hands in the air as if to disperse an unpleasant perfume. He's such a lot of bother. You're better off - theatrical folk are nothing but a bundle of monologues and anxiety headaches.

Catherynne M Valente

#10. Keda,' she said to herself,' Keda, this is tragedy.' But as her words hung emptily in the morning air, she clenched her hands for she could feel no anguish and the bright bird that had filled her breast was still singing ... was still singing.

Mervyn Peake

#11. I threw my hands up into the air and launched myself into a series of exuberant triple cartwheels. "Yaroo!" I shouted.

Alan Bradley

#12. We play a hip-hop song and suddenly 25 people on the left jump up and put their hands in the air; then you play Lost Cause and they're like, I don't know about this one.

Beck

#13. When someone's been gone a long time, at first you save up all the things you want to tell them. You try to keep track of everything in your head. But it's like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand: all the little bits slip out of your hands, and then you're just clutching air and grit.

Jenny Han

#14. They departed in the form of white smoke, rose easily upward, waved their hands in parting, and viewed with pity all those who remained behind. Then they danced gaily in celebration of their new freedom, before disintegrating into the air.

Joseph Bau

#15. I am very fortunate to be doing something I completely love, so it is certainly not hard to get motivated. Watching people sing along and put their hands in the air is a very powerful thing. I'm 63, but I don't feel it. I feel like I'm in my 40s. I enjoy life.

Bonnie Tyler

#16. What's it a charm for?' she asked.
The man thought about this for a moment.
'It's your basic all-enveloping protection charm,' he said, his hands describing a cupped circle in the air. 'For protection against ... '
'Envelopes?' said Abigail.

Ben Aaronovitch

#17. You asked me earlier what it was like to come home," I say.
Haley nods. I lace our fingers together and raise them into the air. "I couldn't answer you because I didn't know, but now I do. This-" I rock out hands "-I finally found home.

Katie McGarry

#18. But then a bubbling tenor voice said kindly, "Do not fear. It is a dream." The reassurance spread over him like a blanket. But he could not feel it with his hands, and the ambulance kept on moving. Needing the blanket, he clenched at the empty air until his knuckles were white with loneliness.

Stephen R. Donaldson

#19. Truths that startled the generation in which they were first announced become in the next age the commonplaces of conversation; as the famous airs of operas which thrilled the first audiences come to be played on hand-organs in the streets.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#20. Of course every girl wishes she could be one of those pop star babes who wave their hands in the air yelling about being survivors but when love sits on one side of you and loneliness on the other, it's hard to stop the touching and the kissing.

Lisa O'Donnell

#21. I studied the shape of my friend's hands, and how he clasped them. I could smell his skin and hair in the cold air of the church, and stood aching, my face a devout mask stretched over a rotten soul. On

Maria McCann

#22. Most of the time - at the Grammys for example - a DJ will perform with just their hands in the air because they can't do anything and that makes it a little awkward, I think.

Tiesto

#23. It wasn't so much like the hands of time had stood still here, more like they'd been thrown in the air in exasperation, the clock declaring whatever! I'm outta here.

Christopher Moore

#24. I have seen youths bright eyed and fair groping after bubbles in rapture, and conceiving them diamonds and the glitter of fine jewels, until their hand closed over a something that was not to be felt nor longer seen, mere colored air.

Theodore Dreiser

#25. As a drummer, you can't fake the instrument. A trumpet, you could be blowing air; a person who plays the trumpet could still say, "Oh, those aren't the right hand motions." On drums, you have to actually hit them. You can't fake it.

Miles Teller

#26. I'd blurted out the question only to keep him from noticing that I was working my hands free, but the Warden behind me, some young brown-haired surfer dude, yelled a warning. "She's getting loose!"
Narc.

Rachel Caine

#27. You were an Aglionby student." "Are," Noah said. "Were," Ronan said. "You don't go to classes." "Neither do you," Noah replied. "And he's about to be a were, too," Adam broke in. "Okay!" Blue shouted, her hands in the air.

Maggie Stiefvater

#28. A narrow pond would form in the orchard, water clear as air covering grass and black leaves and fallen branches, all around it black leaves and drenched grass and fallen branches, and on it, slight as an image in an eye, sky, clouds, trees, our hovering faces and our cold hands.

Marilynne Robinson

#29. You're late, asshole!" he said cheerfully. He tried to snatch the six-pack out of Cheyenne's hands but, being shorter by at least half a foot, ended up jumping in the air, his limbs flailing in an exaggerated manner.

Melissa Noel

#30. She stood back and wiped the sweat-sting from her eyes. The air was clean. Her hands brown with dirt. Pride surged through her, raw and immense; she had believed happiness to be an absence - of fear, of pain, of grief - but here it roared in her as powerful as any sadness.

Anthony Marra

#31. If I see someone I see the ghost of them, the air around them, and where they've been. If I see a city I see it's living ghostliness - the stray looks, the dying hands. I see it's needs and its discomforts locked in apartments.

Dionne Brand

#32. My hands felt bruised from the hot, dry air. Inside,

Vu Tran

#33. I believe in the hands that work, in the brains that think, and in the hearts that love ... I believe in sunshine, fresh air, friendship, calm sleep, beautiful thoughts.

Elbert Hubbard

#34. Raise your hand if you had no idea you'd see so much nudity in one week of jury duty.
Twelve hands flew straight into the air.
And unbelievably, Payton laughed.

Julie James

#35. I can't talk on the radio at all. When the red light comes on, my hands go up in the air: I think they're trying to get to my face, to shut me up. I don't talk on stage for the same reason.

Alison Mosshart

#36. Ama wipes her hands on her apron, looks up at our old roof with new eyes, and lifts the baby from his basket. She twirls him in the air, her skirts flying around her ankles the way the clouds swirl around the mountain cap
her laughter fresh and strange and musical to my ears.

Patricia McCormick

#37. The wind has shifted to the East. A storm isn't far off. I can smell the moisture in the air, a fetid, living thing. Isolated drops fall, licking at my hands, my face, my dress. The quests squawk in surprise, turn their palms up to the sky as if questioning it, and dash for cover.

Libba Bray

#38. As I was in the air, the ball took a bad hop and caromed behind me, but I was able to catch it with my bare hand. I hit the ground, bounced back up, and threw Burroughs out at first.

Ozzie Smith

#39. Although science is not easy in complex human systems, we cannot afford to throw our hands in the air and give up. It may take decades, but it is a game worth playing and winning.

Paul Gibbons

#40. I mentally pried my hands off the safety bar that was tucked, tight and secure, across my lap and lifted them straight in the air.

Kristen Ashley

#41. The thundering line of battle stands, And in the air Death moans and sings: But Day shall clasp him with strong hands, And Night shall fold him in soft wings.

Julian Grenfell

#42. I yell and scream like they do. I'm the worst of them. Totally. I'm a nightmare. Once they gave me the passport that was it - started throwing my hands in the air, drinking red wine and flying off the handle.

John Kirwan

#43. My interest in his new toy, the Theremin, isn't very big. It simply does not fit into my way of playing music. I do not want to fiddle around with my hands in the air.

Klaus Schulze

#44. If man has not found ways to deal with environmental problems such as water and air pollution by 1998, it will be too late. The future is not determined and it lies in our own hands.

Margaret Mead

#45. Caine usually woke from the recurring dream mid-air, having yet to be dashed upon the rocks, whimpering and panting like a child crying for his mother. Now he lifted his eyes to a dark, empty room in Jizan and the unusual, lingering scent of roses, and wept in his hands for his Father.

V.S. Carnes

#46. Every falling leaf reminds me that I too will soon be separated from these trees. Trying to capture freedom is like trying to catch a falling leaf. Occasionally you may grab one out of the air and hold it in your hands, but now what?

Daniel J. Rice

#47. The sense of falling did not touch her, not as long as her body was between the hands of this boy who felt steadier in the air than on the ground.

Anna-Marie McLemore

#48. Look at the subject as if you have never seen it before. Examine it from every side. Draw its outline with your eyes or in the air with your hands, and saturate yourself with it.

John Baldessari

#49. Eat it," I ordered, holding it with two hands now, making it dance in the air. "It's begging you. 'Eat me'."
He arched a brow.
"Perv," I muttered.
Aiden pressed his lips together, but when he glanced at me and my dancing bun, he burst into laughter. "All right, give me the bun.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#50. I then reached out, put my hands under his armpits and lifted him into the air. He was about as heavy as a department store mannequin. I doubt you've ever lifted one of those but you can probably guess that they're not very heavy.

David Wong

#51. I want to fly from a window and pour through the air like a wind of love to raise his hair and slide into the palms of his hands.

Penelope Mortimer

#52. Briar thrust a crystal cup with a silver spoon into Apple's hands. "Whipped air. Try it. Totally invisible and totally good." Apple dipped the spoon into the empty cup and touched it to her tongue. The nothingness tasted like chocolate-raspberry swirl. "Mm, this is amazing.

Shannon Hale

#53. Oh, no! I promise it's not human," Mom bats her hands in the air in an effort to wrangle them back into their seats. "It's newborn calf."
"Oh, Hon, we don't do baby legs neither.

Addison Moore

#54. When playing big festivals, I tend to play big, over the top techno tracks, like hands in the air songs that make sense being played in front of 30,000 people. I steer away from subtlety in the interests of big bombastic dance music.

Moby

#55. It feels like the ground is breathing and the air has hands, like everything is moving except me, like I am the only thing solid, like it is the rest of the world that is dizzy.

Amy Reed

#56. I hit him as hard as I could. His hands were full of my belongings, and every time I punched him he dropped something. I slugged him and my camera popped out; I hit him again and there was my money belt; another punch and my shorts flew up in the air.

Peter Hessler

#57. Sometimes it was like I was hollow, and there was no light at the end of the tunnel. I wanted to give up, throw my hands in the air, and scream I was done.But I couldn't. I had to keep going, for her

Scarlett Grove

#58. Geric," she called. He turned back around. "What kind of flowers were they?" "I don't rightly know," he said. He made faltering gestures with his hands, forming their size and shape from the air. "They were yellow, and smallish, and had lots of petals." "Thank you," she said. "They were beautiful.

Shannon Hale

#59. Time's Flying," said Dad. He Smiled. He pointed to the air. "There it is, flying past! Catch it!" And he jumped, and caught Time in his hands, and showed it to Lizzie. She took it from him, and threw it up again.
"There it goes," she called. "Bye-bye. Bye-bye, Time!

David Almond

#60. Henry said, and sat up. His hands clawed at the air, as if for holds which only Henry could see. His gouged eye leaked and dribbled; its bottom arc now bulged pregnantly down onto his cheek. He looked around, saw Eddie shrinking back against the wall, and tried

Stephen King

#61. It's generally not recommended that you react to dreadful news by throwing your hands in the air and running around screaming, "We're fucked! We're fucked!" But dammit if the thought didn't cross my mind.

Justin DePaoli

#62. Life's a roller coaster. Best damn ride in the park. You don't close your eyes, hold on and wait for it to be over, babe. You keep your eyes open, lift your hands straight up in the air and enjoy the ride for as long as it lasts.

Kristen Ashley

#63. His unit is in charge of 5,000 homes, and they've only been able to search about 2 percent of them. People are standing on roofs or sticking their hands out of air vents so they can get rescued.

Allen Johnson

#64. This was how God had intended it to be. A precious gift. A sacred oneness.
I love you. He said the words in the way he held her, his rock hard arms so gentle they felt like air around her. I love you. His hands told her-not merely touching her, but worshiping her.

Catherine Anderson

#65. Being air and formless
but for hands scattering
breadcrumbs, and these sparrows
on the path, I wonder:
who gives here, who receives?

Colin Oliver

#66. We who fly do so for the love of flying. We are alive in the air with this miracle that lies in our hands and beneath our feet.

Cecil Day-Lewis

#67. My hands moved up and down the keyboard, summoning great waves of music, each one crested with sorrow, loneliness, and anger. Tides of emotion rose and fell, gradually finding their way down my arms and to the keys, becoming harmonies that filled and then dissipated into the air like mist.

Sarah Beard

#68. Caleb does the mental equivalent of throwing his hands in the air in defeat. I ignore him.

Lyons, Heather (2013-11-17). A Matter of Heart (Fate Series Book 2) (p. 50). Cerulean Books. Kindle Edition.

Heather Lyons

#69. From the first I became convinced that what I must look for was lead dust and lead fumes, that men were poisoned by breathing poisoned air, not by handling their food with unwashed hands.

Alice Hamilton

#70. Comfort came in and stood with an appearance of guilt and shame.
Her head bent, her eyes soaked with tears, her hands and legs, vibrating like a guiter string as perspiration covered her entire body, she felt like disappearing into the thin air, maybe to another mind creating world.

Michael Bassey Johnson